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Not Your Perfect Princess

She wanted Paris. She got a palace. After winning the nation's most prestigious cooking competition, Liana Davis, a doctor turned chef, is finally going somewhere. Paris. Fame. Freedom... Until an accidental fall off a cliff lands her in a gilded bed, surrounded by bowing servants, addressed as Princess Ioana of a powerful royal kingdom that should not exist. But there's only one problem. Liana isn't Ioana. She doesn't belong in corsets, she doesn't speak "thee" and "thou", and she certainly didn't agree to attend royal balls, smile for nobles or play along with a family that watches her a little too closely. But pretending may be the only way to survive. Trapped in an alternate universe ruled by crowns, codes and cruel traditions, Liana must survive palace politics, an icy royal family and a court that expects obedience...not sarcasm. But unfortunately for them, sarcasm was her default mode. When a royal decree announces her arranged marriage to a ruthless, arrogant prince, love was the last thing on her "royal" bucket list...or so she thinks. Between royal balls, biting comedy, simmering drama, and a mysterious man who appears...and vanishes...like a prophecy waiting to unfold, Liana finds herself caught between fate and free will...and a marriage that may change everything. In a world where power is inherited, she intends to earn hers. A fantasy romance filled with comedy, drama, royal intrigue, love after marriage, and a heroine who refuses to kneel.
Chikamso_Ezeh · 15k Views

Rise of the Phoenix Princess

She was just a teenage girl—until the Divine Phoenix Flame awakened. Lyra lived an ordinary human life, unaware that she was the long-lost Phoenix Princess of Ignis— bearer of the Divine Phoenix Flame, the strongest power ever recorded in the Aetherion Galaxy. When the ancient world of Ignis fell to darkness, a newborn princess was torn from her burning home and cast into a fragile, unfamiliar planet to survive. Now, as Lyra’s dormant power awakens, so does a prophecy capable of reshaping existence itself. Uncontrollable flames. Ruthless enemies. A fate written before her birth. Hunted by ancient forces, feared across galaxies, and bound to a destiny older than the stars, Lyra is forced onto the brutal path of cultivation—where every breakthrough is earned through blood, loss, and fire. From deadly trials and forgotten ruins to galaxy-shaking wars, she must learn to command a flame capable of both creation and annihilation. But power always demands a price. As darkness spreads across the Aetherion Galaxy and even the heavens begin to move, Lyra must choose: Be consumed by her own fire… Or rise beyond all limits and become the legend the galaxy fears. For when a phoenix rises— even the heavens will burn. Read Ahead & Support the Story: Want more chapters and faster releases? Supporters on Patreon get early access to 3 chapters per week!—and help bring Rise of the Phoenix Princess to life. Join now to read ahead and witness Lyra’s rise before anyone else! https://patreon.com/Kalimex?utm_medium=unknown&utm_source=join_link&utm_campaign=creatorshare_creator&utm_content=copyLink
Kalimex · 36.2k Views

The Dragon Prince's Bride

*Author's other work (She belongs to the Demon King)* *** They say opposite attracts, that's a lie. Opposites kill each other! When a hot blood meets another hot blood, things are bound to get burnt. That is exactly what happens when the pompous and prideful elven princess, Neriah of the Avelah Kingdom is forced to marry the brash dragon Prince, Barak of the Trago Kingdom. Neriah's goal is to someday break away from her marriage and run away with the love of her life, Lyle of the Niles. While Barak will do everything to keep her as a wife. Neriah is certain she's in love with another, but she's also certain that no one can ignite the kind of passion her husband brings. Her husband who she hates more than anything. Can the flames of passion be drawn from hate? Can that same passion burn down the walls of lies, betrayal, and hurt? Can its ashes transcend into love? Excerpt "I am a rose, a beautiful flower, delicate and precious! But you my dear sir are nothing but the thorny stem! Prickly, dangerous and very harmful!" ranted Neriah while poking his chest with her index finger. "Well you seem to forget one important detail, my love." He calmly grabbed her poking hand. "And what would that be, my fine sir?" "That the thorny stem and the rose grow together. The delicate rose and the prickly thorn, they belong together my dear." "You—" "And no amount of ranting and raging will change that. You think I want to keep a witch like you? You are a pain in the neck. If I am a thorn then you are a piece of fish bone stuck inside my neck. I cannot swallow and I can not spit it out! I just have to bear it!" "You insolent bastard! Do you mean to say I am a burden!" "Well you are no precious prize, are you?" And that was it, she threw herself at him with her claws ready to mar his face, but he was quicker and he caught both her hands with one of his own and pressed her heaving chest upon his. Golden eyes stared deep into hers. They were as green as the fresh leaves on an orange tree. His fingers caressed her face, “You might not be a precious prize, but by the heavens, you are mine.” And his lips fell on hers, and once again, another argument was drowned.
AnnieQuin · 410k Views

I Just Wanted A Soft Life, Not A Demon Husband

Death by overwork? Check. Isekai’d into a glittery kingdom called Aelthryndivoryssalindria, yes, that's the name but I call it Aelthryn, because who has time for that? Double check. All I wanted was a soft life filled with pastries, naps, and no husband. But five years into my new life as Princess Elyndravyssorathielindria Sylvarindelthys—Elyn, please, God knows why the names are so difficult to pronounce—my father demands I marry. But explain to me why all the potential suitors look like they were picked up from the fucking gutter? I kid you not. one of them literally suggested teaching me to ride a horse and guess who found out he could not ride one at all and at the end of the day cried begging for his mother...me. And that's just one. There's also the fact that I don't want to even get married. So in a panic, after scaring my suitors away, I tell my father I'm in love with Zorathys Vaelkyrion. What I didn't plan for was the fact that Zorathys is real, he’s at our annual ball, and he’s calling me his lover to settle Dad’s debts. Now I’m stuck in the Underworld, managing Hell’s paperwork, babysitting demon nobles, and dodging a giant snake with a sweet tooth. Oh, and Zor? A lazy, body-pillow-hugging tease who makes my heart race. Worse, every escape portal dumps me in his bedroom, and he’s not so bad. But when I stumble into a plot to overthrow him, my soft-life dreams might cost me everything—unless I fight for the husband I never wanted. Send help please, I just wanted a soft life and not a demon husband.. --------------------- "...you can't marry my daughter," my father said to the demon king and I nodded. "...she...she's gay. Yes," he said with a nod like that was the most reasonable explanation ever. "She's into girls." I was shocked and stared at him then back at the demon king who paused. Maybe this could work after all. I nodded too, supporting my father's words. The demon king smiled then. "What good taste you have, there's a reason why we belong to each other after all. I'm into women too." What?
Kaguya01 · 95.7k Views

The Adventure of Arasia

Synopsis My great-grandfather rules Arasia. To the world, he is a living legend—an ageless emperor whose name silences continents and whose crown was forged from the spoils of the Nine Continents themselves. To me, he is an infuriating old man who sits on a throne of obsidian and pretends that peace means safety. I refuse to believe that. I was born into a world wrapped in his shadow, where danger is kept outside palace walls and history is something we are told, not lived. But I am not content to inherit stories. I want scars. I want failures. On his birthday, I demanded a gift. . I demanded adventure. I want to walk the Nine Continents. I want to face the calamities, kingdoms, and monsters that once tried to kill him. I want to gather my strength through battle, not inheritance, and forge a crown that bears my name—not his shadow. He tried to refuse me. But when he looked at me, I saw it in his eyes—recognition. The same fire that once burned in him now burns in me. So he agreed. What I didn’t know was that my wish awakened something far more dangerous. Behind my back, my great-grandfather destroyed the Crown of Arasia—the very symbol of his rule—and consumed its power. The laws of the world now beat inside his body, tearing him apart even as they elevate him beyond demons and gods. This journey is not just for me. It is his final move. His last deception. And perhaps… his farewell to the world. I don’t know yet whether I will become a ruler, a destroyer, or something entirely new. But one thing is certain. When this journey ends, the old crown will be nothing but ash— —and the world will remember my name. lyra. ---
DaoistTPZ · 1k Views